The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 93: Lanting Collection
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Dong Xiude immediately regretted that Fu Xiaoguan answered so simply.
This small landowner from Linjiang is very wealthy! If I had known, I should have extorted more.
The poor second son of Shangshu Mansion is not studying, he is idle, he is either walking birds or drinking alcohol every day. However, Shangshu Mansion is not financially well-off. As Su Mo and Fu Xiaoguan said, the Dong family has little foundation in Shangjing. , counting Dong Shangshu as the first generation, this is completely incomparable with many aristocratic families in Beijing. But the Second Young Master Dong has contracted a problem: he won’t drink wine unless it is fragrant, he won’t go to a brothel unless it’s red sleeves, and his meal won’t be fragrant unless it’s in Sifanglou...
In short, this guy is suffering from the disease of wealth, but he does not have the life of wealth!
Mrs. Dong is the head of the family, and she manages the family's finances very strictly. She only gives him thirty taels of silver per month - which is already quite high, but Second Young Master Dong will spend it all in a few days.
Without money in his pocket, this man couldn't be strong, so he almost spent the rest of his days at home playing with the birds. If friends invited him, he would use the excuse that autumn was coming and he had to study hard.
He knows that the richest person in the family is actually his sister, but she is also stingy. If he begs for a long time, he will only give him one or two taels of silver, but he can go to Sifanglou to treat his three or five friends to a meal. Table surface.
Tomorrow is the first day of autumn. This guy didn't take it to heart at all. In the morning, he heard Shulan say that he had an errand, so he went to Shulan's courtyard. Shulan gave him a portrait. I asked you to go and take him around. There are many places of interest in Shangjing. He doesn’t know the place when he first comes to Shangjing.
As soon as Mr. Dong heard this, he turned around and left. How could I have such free time in Qiu Wei?
But then Dong Shulan said something, and he came in a hurry. Qiu Wei was nothing!
Dong Shulan said just tell him ten taels of silver a day and he will definitely give it to you.
For ten taels of silver, you can go to Hongxiu Zhaolang for a night!
Dong Xiude had heard of the name Fu Xiaoguan. After all, the copy of A Dream of Red Mansions written by him was worth as much as Beijing paper, not to mention that this person also left his name on a thousand monuments.
As for the things between Fu Xiaoguan and his sister... He thinks it's very good. That guy Yan Xiwen always scolds him when they meet, saying that he doesn't do his job properly, doesn't study sages, and it's pointless to hand over a bunch of bad friends. Barabara, just like his father!
Do you think this is annoying?
Look at Fu Xiaoguan, he is generous and well-educated. The key is that Fu Xiaoguan doesn't talk nonsense. Instead, he feels that the two have similar interests in some places.
For example...
"Is there anything delicious here in Beijing?"
"You asked the right person about this. There is a restaurant called Sifang on the shore of Weiyang Lake. Let me tell you, the cooks in Sifang Restaurant are not simple. Three of them are former imperial chefs - you know the imperial chefs? Well, there are eight famous dishes in Sifanglou, all of which are delicacies in the world... Are you hungry?"
Fu Xiaoguan was startled, it’s just the beginning of time, he just had breakfast, he’s so hungry!
"Second brother, let's go to the Sifang Building later, or go to the Lanting Pavilion first. Can you tell me about the Lanting Pavilion?"
Dong Xiude is actually not hungry yet, but he has not been to the Sifang Building for a long time, and he is really worried about it. Now that Fu Xiaoguan has been on the road, he will not talk about the Sifang Building anymore.
"This Lanting Pavilion is in Lantingji, and this Lantingji is in the lake of Weiyang Lake. This place has a long history. If you want to trace it back... I am afraid it has a history of eight hundred years. This Lantingji It is a place where literati gather, and poetry gatherings are often held. If you have a wonderful poem, it can be engraved on thousands of stone tablets, just like your water-melody song. This means that it will last forever."
Fu Xiaoguan thought this was quite silly. Carving his name and poems on the monument gave him a sense of immortality.
A group of four people were sitting in a carriage. Fu Xiaoguan and Dong Xiude were chatting all the way, and they arrived at the shore of Weiyang Lake before they knew it.
Standing on the shore, looking up, Weiyang Lake is vast, with a complex of buildings vaguely visible in the center of the lake, which is as spectacular as a mirage.
"The Sifang Tower is over there." Dong Xiude pointed to the south and said, "Bring ten taels of silver."
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, you don't know the rules of Sifanglou. The table must be reserved. It's a good time to make a reservation. If it's too late, I'm afraid I won't be able to get a seat."
That makes sense!
Fu Xiaoguan asked Chunxiu to take out a fifty-tael silver note, handed it to Dong Xiude, and said, "This is troublesome for my second brother. I want a private room. As for what to eat, my second brother has more experience than me."
Look, this Fu Xiaoguan is a hundred times stronger than Yan Xiwen!
You are young and rich, but you still understand the ways of the world. Where can you find such a good young man in the world? Where in the world can there be such a good brother-in-law!
"Brother-in-law, then I, the elder brother, will go to Sifanglou first, and you guys will take the awning boat there to go to the Lanting Market. I will come over after I have booked a table."
When Fu Xiaoguan called him brother-in-law, he wished he could give him another thousand taels of silver. It was so valuable. If Mrs. Dong was willing to call him son-in-law, Fu Xiaoguan would definitely give him a thousand taels of silver immediately. Things that can be solved with money It's not the same thing, right?
Fu Xiaoguan took a banknote from his sleeve and handed it to Dong Xiude without looking at it: "Thank you, my second uncle. I didn't bring any gifts for my second uncle. I'll just take it for tea."
Dong Xiude’s straight eyebrows were bent with a smile, “We are all a family, don’t show off to outsiders like this!”
While talking, he took the banknote and put it into his sleeve pocket without looking at it.
"Then let's go there first and wait for you at Lantingji."
"Okay!"
Fu Xiaoguan and the other three got on a awning boat. The boatman rowed his oars towards Orchid Courtyard in the lake.
Dong Xiude then took out the banknote and looked at it, oh my dear...brother-in-law! A full five hundred taels!
The tea money was given generously, and this brother-in-law recognized it. It seemed that his mother did not agree with their affairs, and his father did not seem to express his opinion. It was a bit troublesome. He had to find a way for them, but don't be fooled by Yan Xi. If Wen gets cut off, he will still have a lot of tea money in the future!
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Only when Fu Xiaoguan and the others set foot on Lantingji did they truly feel the atmosphere of this place.
There are nine winding corridors, pavilions and pavilions, rockeries and lotus ponds, and clumps of exotic flowers and plants.
Walking among the cloisters and lotus ponds, you feel like you are in a paradise.
As soon as I walked out of the corridor, I saw a three-story building standing in the center of a huge square. It was simple and elegant. Although it was not majestic, it had a strong charm. It was the accumulation of history.
The three large plaques with flying dragons and phoenixes in Lanting Pavilion stand on the third floor, watching the tourists coming and going, and they are eight hundred years old!
Fu Xiaoguan looked at the Lanting Pavilion for a long time, thinking that Shulan said that this disaster relief plan was posted on the wall of the Lanting Pavilion, so he walked forward.